Chapter 1750 1751 Qianji Is About to Wake Up

Immediately, An Xiaxin danced like Sikong Qinglan while singing, and it turned out that dancing the gods was not his patent. One after another, the sealing hand formula was played, and I saw a beam of light falling from the sky and projecting on the token. Mu Hanyan's name also flashed a silver light, as if it was deeply branded into the token.

Mu Hanyan was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something.

"This token is not only the name card of the priest, but also the soul card of life. At this time, on the altar of the main temple, the fire of the soul of the master should have been burning. It won't take long for the major temples to receive the honor of the master. The news of ascending the priesthood." An Xiaxin explained when she saw Mu Hanyan's slightly surprised expression.

It was only then that Mu Hanyan realized what she had overlooked. It turned out that this was the life card, and it had something to do with the main temple. She accidentally wrote her real name, and she didn't know if it would cause any trouble.

However, An Xiaxin has already finished dancing with the Great God, and it is too late to say anything now. She can only hope that her news has not been returned to the Continent of God, and no one knows her true identity.

In the distant wasteland, the ancient temple, on the altar that has experienced millions of years, rows of candles swayed gently. Suddenly, a mysterious light flashed, and a long-extinguished candle burst out. Mars, on fire again.

"Flower Rain Temple!" The man in front of the altar frowned.

His face was stern and looked like he was in his early middle age, but upon closer inspection, the traces of wind and frost were written on his brows, and he was full of exhaustion, like an old man who was hundreds or thousands of years old.

He is the ruler of the Continent of Gods - God Lord!

"Lord God, Lord Qianji seems to be about to wake up." At this moment, a young priest hurried over and said with joy on his face.

"Really?" The Lord of God stood up abruptly, with surprise in his eyes.

"Forget it, let them fend for themselves." The God Lord hurriedly left the main shrine, and when he was about to leave, he glanced at the swaying fire of the soul, and whispered to himself. As for the name on the life and soul card, I didn't even bother to look at it.

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On the second floor of the Huayu Temple, Mu Hanyan looked at the cultivation experience left by the past priests, but there were faint sounds of quarrels in his ears.

"Master Zuo Priest, although Master Mu defeated Long Wudang just now and helped us a lot, and we are very grateful to her, the position of chief priest was passed down from generation to generation by previous masters, so it was handed over to outsiders like this. , I'm afraid something is wrong."

"Master Right Priest, please think twice about this matter, please consider it carefully."

"Lord Sikong, although the last priest was dying, he didn't say it clearly, but he has placed high hopes on you over the years. If you hand over the position of the priest to others, I'm afraid I will fail his hard work."

"Actually, we all admire the strength and character of Lord Mu. Otherwise, the three adults will draw lots to decide who will be the chief priest, and the remaining position will be held by Mr. Mu, whether it is the left priest, the right priest or the prayer priest, We have nothing to say."

"Yes, yes, no matter whether it is the left priest, the right priest or the prayer priest, we have nothing to say."

The quarrel was not intense, or more like a request. After all, Mu Hanyan just repelled Long Wudang and saved them, and also restored the reputation of Huayu Temple, and then generously distributed the medicinal pills to everyone. All the priests were grateful and admired her, so they were also very grateful. With due respect.

Mu Hanyan didn't find it strange, such a result had long been expected by her.

According to the tradition of the Flower Rain Temple, after the death of the previous chief priest, the new chief priest is selected from the left priest, the right priest and the prayer priest, and these priests are also passed down from generation to generation. From ancient times to the present, there has never been any Outsiders can be the chief priests of Huayu Temple.

This is probably an important reason why the Temple of Flower Rain has been passed down to this day and still stands in the face of such predicaments.

Just one day after Mu Hanyan came to the Huayu Temple, the three high priests handed over the position of the main priest.

In fact, they are willing to let Mu Hanyan be the left or right priest, or the prayer priest, they can already see their identification with Mu Hanyan. After all, according to tradition, these positions also never fall into the hands of outsiders. , are all served by the descendants of the disciples of the three major priests in turn, and they are passed down from generation to generation.

"Don't say anything, we have made up our minds." Sikong Qinglan waved his hand and said.

Although he is the weakest among the three priests, the priests and guards who follow him are also the most loyal. As long as he has made up his mind, few others have any objections.

Sure enough, seeing his resolute attitude, the arguing immediately became much quieter.

"I know that some of you don't understand, but the Huayu Temple has reached the last moment of life and death. Even if I don't say it, I am afraid you will know that the ability of the three of us is not enough to lead the Huayu Temple out of the predicament.

You have all seen Mu Hanyan's strength and daring, and only she can help Huayu Temple re-emerge and regain its former glory. "An Xiaxin said loudly.

The priests and guards surrounding them all fell silent. They all grew up with the three of An Xiaxin, and even watched them grow up. They knew their personalities best. Although An Xiaxin has pretended to be cold and arrogant in order to establish the image of Zuo priest and maintain the image of Huayu Temple in recent years, everyone knows that her temperament is actually no stronger than Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan. It is indeed impossible to rely on them to lead Huayu Temple out of the predicament.

From Mu Hanyan's previous battle with Long Wudang, he had to be scheming, resourceful and resourceful, and he was resolute and decisive. He was definitely more suitable than An Xiaxin and the others to serve as the officiating priest.

As for strength, not to mention more, although her true strength has not been assessed in the end, so that her sacrificial robe is only embroidered with eighth-order cloud patterns, but everyone knows that her strength is likely to be stronger than that of An Xia. The three of Xin were even taller.

"Master Zuo Priest is right, if we want to keep Huayu Temple, we can only do it with Mu Hanyan." Shen Yuhe also said firmly.

Hearing what several high priests say, even if others are unwilling, they can't say anything else.

"My subordinates pay their respects to the priest." In the evening, when Mu Hanyan walked down the stairs, An Xiaxin was the leader, and the guards of priests bowed and saluted.

Although they still didn't quite accept Mu Hanyan as the chief priest, since the three high priests had made up their minds, they could only let it go.